[Intro]
Wha'?
Relax
[Verse]
First off f*ck 386, your hometown can suck a di*k
Got a Glock 40 with some hollow tips, aimed at you and your f*cking Jeep
Man (?), you ain't bout sh*t
f*ck you some (?) sh*t
How you talking down on a rich n*gga when you still sleeping on a couch, b*tch?
Got my ex, she a lame hoe
(?) and some lame (?)
And they all broke, so I guess them and Bukk in the same boat
Teddy Blow quick to let it go
All I have to do is just say so
But I rather catch this body with my shotty, watch your brains blow
n*gga how is you a blood? What the f*ck is your set?
You a white boy in a black body, just talking sh*t on the internet
Relax Rekords, I signed to that
All that sh*t you talking, you'll swallow that
(?) when you on Twitter, begging a n*gga to follow back
J $tash got plenty cash
When you was locked up, I put it on you, pus*y
I heard your ass was on PC cause your b*tch ass was probably shook
Beezy hoe you a b*tch too, I'm glad to get your baby mama took
When you see a n*gga better kill a n*gga, I be (?) in Hollywood
Me and Rap Money on a jug
And he own that n*gga too
Only reason got a pass from me cause (?)
f*ck who he was talking to
Who the f*ck can a n*gga trust
Just me n*gga, and all my guns
Run up on me, I'ma let it bust
[Outro]
Aye y'all n*ggas ain't had a muthaf*cking hit
Bite the muthaf*cking hand that muthaf*cking feed me?
Y'all n*ggas gone be broke FOREVER
And I'ma be rich FOREVER
Relax Gang, Relax Rekords FOREVER
Aye shout out to my n*ggas Kenny Turnup and Teddy Blow, y'all already know it's love
We about to turn up on these f*ck n*ggas
This ain't no muthaf*cking business, this straight facts n*gga
The n*gga won't text me, come run up on me n*ggas got gats n*gga
I ain't playing with these muthaf*cking straps n*ggas
Better ask about J $tash
n*ggas talking all that sh*t, n*gga
Getting pictures from my muthaf*cking ex-girlfriend and sh*t, n*gga
Get the f*ck outta here, n*gga
You on some gay sh*t, don't ever try me on no gay sh*t
You know I f*ck straight b*tches, n*gga
You know I f*ck your b*tch, n*gga
You know how I be n*gga, you know how I roll n*gga, you know how I rock n*gga
Get the f*ck outta here, n*gga
All you lil n*ggas talking all that sh*t
All you fake friends, frienemies
n*gga, y'all can all suck a di*k, I'm still getting this money I'm still getting rich, n*gga
Right now I just recorded these tracks in muthaf*cking France, n*gga
Muthaf*cking Paris, n*gga
I'm out the muthaf*cking country right now, n*gga
Come up n*gga, run up n*gga
Man up band up, n*gga
Relax